Entering a Company From Another World!?

Yeah, I knew it.

I tried to be clean, but there was no chance of winning.

Ngua

A strange sound echoed from my left arm.

Because I want to avoid a direct hit on my torso, I feel my left arm turning to defense.

However, it is still finished.

It's not broken.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!

I deceived myself by screaming pain, and even if I shake the mine tree, the attack will be empty, wrapped in a single piece of paper, and the attack like crushing the air will now relentlessly pour on my belly.

Gu

With strength in your abs, your magic is turned into defense, strengthening your body and reducing damage, but you can finally withstand the pain of mistaking your internal organs for being crushed.

You cannot kill the momentum of the attack itself, and your body is blown to the wall and stuck in it.

"Ugh, chick, whoa!!

You can't stay on the spot even if you're being mean.

Roll yourself out and get out of the jammed wall quickly.

I hear an explosion in the back with a dragon.

The sound of Xsan's attack piercing the wall after him.

I don't really have time to rest.

As long as I feel like it's been a long time since I've been able to attack, I can't even smile at the opponent who is attacking me uninterrupted. The blast blew his body out and managed to get up as he rolled over the ground.

"Shit."

Even with such a move, the body screams.

But I don't have time to worry about bodily discomfort or pain.

Still today, the body instincts are mobilized, leaving it to alarms (alerts) that overflow from anywhere, moving the body before thinking.

If I defend my head with a mineral tree with a spinal reflex, a tremendous shock will tremble my body over the mineral tree.

……

……

A moment of stagnation when you prevent it.

A slight crossing of sight, the opponent is attacking me as an enemy, not a prey to hunt me.

There's not a minute there.

That's equal to harvesting my chances of winning.

Slight reversal, later on the shock to be visited by the body is thrown away.

"... hey, it's hard to be so weak at all."

"I didn't know you could still talk."

I don't say it's bad, but I can't deny the feeling of being stuck.

I'm out of breath, my health is shredded every time I hit, and my body is about to reach its limit, surprisingly enough that I didn't get on my knees with the last blow.

I've got hundreds of millions of years of physical strength to stand up for Kisan, who stands up for fists and steadily looks at the opportunity to attack.

"... let me ask you one question. Why are you so devoted to this battle?"

You didn't see me like that, but the demon in front of you wanted a conversation.

Giving me a respite will help me recover my health.

I thought maybe you don't care as much as your hair, but I immediately remembered that the other person's personality is not even forgiving the gap in his hand.

Then we'll talk about what this question is.

"Status, honor, money? Does it make sense for you to use your body so harshly and bet on a battle you can't win?"

"... that's a lot of rap compared to the first time, you"

But I can't afford to worry about the other person's mood changes.

If you gave me the chance to save my strength, I'll just ride on it.

"The purpose of the fight, if I think about it a lot, I think of it."

As Kisan says, the question arises whether there is any point in losing a battle.

I don't expect anything from the edge, such as winning in the unlikely event.

It would be futile to expect this type of hand to be aggressive and crush the opponent.

Thanks to the respite of two breaths, we can afford to shake up the mineral tree.

"If you dare to give me the best reason, I mean it."

"It's delicate?

If you breathe one more breath, the cycle of magic slowly begins.

Without hastening the magic, I carefully continued to practice it.

Dissatisfied with my answer, Kisan wrinkled between his eyebrows, creating a moody atmosphere that he said he couldn't understand.

"Oh, it's delicate. I just hate to lose, it's just a little human gesture."

"Understand, what's the point of losing a battle?"

"Because you think so, I think it's worth it. Do you think you're different?

……

I just hate losing, like why I fight.

Even if you lose, you will be rewarded.

I want to get rid of these people who think I'm going to lose if I can.

That's all.

Yeah, the rat's just trying to bite the cat.

He said that this demon couldn't understand such a small gesture, and he answered my query in silence.

"... uk"

The words and silence led me to one answer.

A smile comes to my mouth.

I opened my mouth to the ghost who was suspicious of the smile and deepened my smile.

"Oh, my God. It may not be what you say at this time, but somehow I know why you're not a general."

"What do you mean?

And this spontaneously spilled word shook the other person's emotions for the first time.

Anger mixed with the discomfort.

That's all, I'm sure of this answer.

"When was the last time you enjoyed fighting, you seem calm to a demon?

This demon felt in the battle that it was suppressing its nature as a demon.

I've seen a demon many times since I joined this company.

Among them, I learned that demons basically fight, no, they prefer to fight.

If there is a buying word in the selling word, or even a trivial trigger, fight on the spot, and settle the grudge on the spot.

When you're done, get along and have a drink.

I have a temporal way of life.

I couldn't feel the atmosphere from the demon in front of me.

Some demons may be weird, but I don't think this demon is weird.

"You're certainly strong. The strength of an area I can't defeat. But it's not rough enough. That is why the essence of being a demon is overwhelmingly insufficient compared to that demon."

Anyway, he's holding back his instincts.

And there is only one being that has led me to that answer, that I can compare to this demon.

Instructor Kio, Onio, Rido.

The strength of that demon may be natural.

It also has the technical strength to train and sublimate martial arts like the demon in front of it, but it also has its essence and essentially spiritual strength.

The core is not thick or hard.

A crazy spiritual owner who has a mental structure that allows him to bet all his nerves on enjoying the battle, so he doesn't even spare his life.

The more you fight the stronger you are, the more your spirituality will come out.

That's why I'm scared.

Not knowing what to do is unpredictable.

Isn't that an overwhelming strength because of the action of the unknown?

The essence of demons.

It means to instinctively grasp the action of the unknown and move it into action, even though it loves to fight.

"That's why I can stand. I have a chance."

The strength of this demon may indeed be high, but I can still understand it.

The way things are said gets worse, but this demon is still unreasonable.

There are clauses that are moving in the calculation, but they have fallen within a certain frame.

It can also be said to be the farthest demon in a sense from the word "destruction".

"If I'm dealing with a teacher, I'm sinking without asking questions. They can't prevent a blow, they're crushing this body. But I was able to prevent your attack. Because I knew exactly where they were coming from and what kind of attack they were going to launch."

Perhaps there is only one more time I can do my best in this fight.

That's why we need to pull our limits, go beyond them, and override their predictions.

There is no leeway.

He talks to Belabella about what he felt in his mouth, but his body is still preparing steadily to avoid wasting the time he is earning.

We were able to do that because we were able to reduce the minimum damage we really needed.

Neither the first strike nor the subsequent attack was, somehow, completely unprotected.

No matter how worn out my body, the result of my accumulated defenses left me with the strength to launch this single attack.

"Is that all you want to say?

A demon who received such a word had a clear intention to kill him.

A quiet mountain moved.

"No more questions, let's finish with the next blow"

"Damn, it's finally the demon I know."

Did my words slap lightly poke the star or did I say something strange?

All I can say is that the blow that comes after this is the best blow for the demon in front of me.

Magic has never been practiced before.

And the magic waves coming from that rough temper were the demons I knew.

I can feel it firmly on my skin.

* woosh * I took a deep breath.

It is no wonder that I and the demon who set up the mining tree on the upper stage jumped to it, and clearly developed their magic.

And that demon is waiting for my magic to develop.

To crush me with the best blow I can.

What, the venue is quiet when I realize that I can bring out my demonic nature.

Tense air, as if a single sound could tell the end of the battle, envelops the colloquium.

In such an atmosphere, I wait for my chance carefully.

And the time comes.

The mountain turns into a volcano.

Ugh!

By the time I thought I arrived, I was already waving down a demon fist, a mineral tree that drew a circle, an overwhelming blow that I couldn't make it.

If the demon fist grabs my face, this battle will end.

I don't know, man.

Yes, only if I shake the Mineral Tree.

"My reading wins."

But the results are different.

I put a smile on my mouth towards the demon's face, which startled me.

My fist won't catch me while my ears are ripped off. Instead, my fist conveys the feeling of wearing the flesh of a demon.

I did not release the slashing of a mineral tree drawing a circle, but a flash of the right straight side of the body.

The fist stops in front of the heart.

And if you let go of the magic I have in my fist, there will be a special time to die.

The umpire rushes to the end.

"Winner, Jiro Tanaka!!

I told him the game was over.

The cheers do not resonate.

Instead, he came out with a confusing mood that surrounded the venue.

But it changes with one applause.

"Well won Jiro!!

A big applause from a great demon and a loud praise for it. To match it, the immortal king also clapped his hand so that it could sound slowly but quietly. The demon king who saw the two smiled and we applauded.

As the top players of the Demon King Army clapped one after the other, the applause gradually spread to the whole area, turning into an applause that echoed the whole venue.

Your body, which can't walk a step further, slowly pulls out its fist and falls into a stick, yet you clap.

It was an honest bet.

Again, the more gentle the word "bad" feels, the better the odds of winning.

However, none of them is absolute.

Not zero, but only a few possibilities remained.

It was a battle that could never be won if none of the conditions were met, but because the conditions were met, I grabbed the victory.

"Why? Why did you miss my shot?"

Of course, the demon who had the greatest doubt about such a battle was the one who lost this battle.

I haven't seen it through.

While being treated by the referee demon, the giant looks sharply at me with the final blow while accepting defeat without kneeling.

"I believed you, you'd come straight for a demon shot."

"What do you mean?

It's a straddling tactic, to think of it.

I just gave back the first hit I got.

There are several conditions for this victory, but most importantly, the attack the opponent fires is the best shot.

Rather, I would have lost if I had been cut off a bit.

I had an attack that pierced his body.

It was a blow linked to a mineral tree and shaken with all its strength.

However, the attack was huge and there was no chance of hitting it.

Then we need to prepare a high-firing strike, but unfortunately, there's no other way.

Then you can use something other than me, and that's the enemy's full power attack.

Returning the full power from the step to the attack to the opponent will theoretically be a blow that can defeat the opponent.

"I'm used to being attacked by demons, but thanks to it, I know where the attack is coming from. Then I waited and waited."

Numerous attacks by instructors.

Predicting the location of the attack coming from there is also a condition.

Many demons have straight hearts.

While interacting with various demons, it turns out that the majority likes to play straight with the push of force.

That's why I stepped on this demon as well, believing that he would swing through without mixing falsehood in his strike, and put him in the position that hit him.

If this came off, this demon fist would have pierced me before my fist hit me.

"Well, thanks to you, my body is a mess."

And finally, I wondered if my body had it.

It's cool to call it a counter, but in other words, I'm a grasping stick.

Speaking of what I did, I just put a sharp, pointed stick at an object that flew straight and fast.

Following the timing of the opponent's intuition, he let go of the mineral tree and swing his fist towards the point where there would be a demon's heart with all his strength.

As a result, the action succeeded, but the price was to be paid, naturally.

The impact of the opponent's full-force attack pushed me from the right fist to the supporting left foot, pushing my body to incomprehensible damage.

Honestly, there are billions of robbers standing up.

"Your body is too hard. If it were true, I would have pierced your heart."

All the fingers of the right hand broke, causing pain in the arm bone and joint. Moving from the waist down to around the foot causes severe pain.

Evidence of muscle and bone pain.

If you take the X-ray, you'll see bones all over your body that are so worn out.

Judging by the results, my victory sounds like a winning triumph on thin ice.

If there was one mistake, I would definitely be the loser.

"Damn, I don't know which one won. My body is worn out, but you're pinching."

"Still, I lost."

I still can't believe I beat the demon in front of me with a fist to bite something, but I won.

"Oh, I won."

As I told myself, I put my fist on top of my painful body.

Remember the feeling of accomplishment in your chest.

One word today.

Depending on your actions, results can change as much as you want. Well, I don't want to be so reckless for a while.

Even if it is pleasant.